*All character likenesses are coincidental. Please take a few seconds to rate and comment, your feedback determines how/whether I write more stories, thank you!* Latifa Begum is an 18-year-old college student, in her final year of college; she was excited to be finally moving away to university. As quite a confident and assertive woman brought up in a Muslim household, she often rebelled and did not really consider herself a Muslim; nevertheless, she always wore a hijab (head-scarf) and an abaya (long-dress). She accompanied her clothing with a pair of slick, sexy black high-heels. The heels empowered her in a strange way, and at 5ft 4, it made her a little taller too. Latifa had a fair, light brown complexion, with sweet chocolate-brown eyes, a nice nose and cheeks with beautiful pink lips. The rest of her features were covered – her ears and her gorgeous brunette hair were covered by her head-scarf – hidden from view of the many boys in college that took a liking to her. She was slim, with nice perky breasts and a perfectly-sized behind to match. She often chose abayas of a size too small, just to highlight her breasts and her behind, she also made sure her abaya was a little too short – just enough to allow people a view of her feet, heels and a tiny bit of her silky, smooth legs. As she got up from bed and took off her pyjamas in preparation for getting dressed, she realised what a long-winded day today would be – a full day of lessons with no free time in between. Her …
Two early sexual experiences
Two early sexual experiences Two short stories based on some voyeur experiences I had while in my teens.Experience 1 We used to live in a very quiet place in the UK – but with quite enclosed gardens. Our next door neighbours had two great looking daughters – one around 16 and the other a few years older. Both were attractive – not stunning – but as a young guy of 14 (at the time) enough to make me take notice. The older one, Beverly, was quite tall, long chestnut-coloured hair, shapely and liked to look after herself. One way she did this was to sunbathe in the garden – and as this was in the UK, this didn’t happen often. Well, one day she was out there, in her bikini, oiled up and on her front. The angle of the garden lounger meant that I had a great look right up her legs to the fabric covering her pussy. I had worked out, by this stage of course, that there was a gap enough to look through to their garden and be quite secluded myself. And as a teenage boy, jerking off was a natural habit. So, knowing no one was at home I went outside, keeping quiet and took up my position to spy on Bev. What a view – and with the crappy binoculars I had taken from the house, I could see her legs, and what I was convinced as the outline of her pussy. Cock in hand I started to beat off, focussed on that patch of fabric. Hope against hope she would also take to some garden wanking, but no such luck. After a few moments she turned over. I do not think she saw me – not even a sly glance to …
The Video Store – Part 2 of My Sex Slave Neighbor
Buck's Big Boob Bed Time Stories…. Part 2 – The Video Store Recap of Part 1 (Found my Married next door neighbor masturbating to a movie I left in her house. Then she spent the whole day sucking my cock around her house. Then I left her instructions to wash my clothes, not kiss her husband when he got home from work.) Part 2~~~ I watched Brenda naked body jiggle as she walked out of my view. A few minutes later, I saw her husband Frank walk by his kitchen window. He reached into the fridge to get something to eat. I walked upstairs to my room. I still had a big smile on my face as I reached into my closet to get my silk bath robe. It was red, with black trim. It reminded me of an old time Playboy robe. I looked in the mirror to see myself. My cock was already semi hard thinking about what just happened. I almost could not wait for Brenda to bring over my laundry. I wonder how long it would take for her to come over. About an Hour later. I heard a small knock at the back door. I got off my black leather chair in the living room. I was not sure if she would knock on my front door or the door to my back yard. I walked into the kitchen. I pulled the d****s back. I looked through the glass in the back door. I smiled. Brenda was standing inches from the door. She had her left foot on the 3rd wooden step. She was wearing exactly what I left on her bed. She had the small blue shirt on. It was stretched over her large breast. The "V" in the middle showed off her deep …
Our Stories: Hawaii Vacation – Part 1
When my wife and I got married in 1999, we went to Hawaii on our honeymoon. We stayed a few nights in Honolulu and then flew over to Maui for a week. It was a fantastic time and we vowed to go back for our five year anniversary. While there the first time, we were talking to another couple we had met in our hotel and talked about a resort on Maui that catered to a “sexual crowd.” They told us about extremely private accommodations, couples massages that ended in happy endings for both parties, parties that sounded a lot more like orgies than parties, and more. We had all been drinking that night, so we weren’t sure what to believe. Once we decided we were definitely going back, we decided to look more deeply into this resort. What we found online was pleasantly surprising. While the website for the resort looked totally normal, reading the reviews around the internet confirmed a lot of what that couple had mentioned. We booked a private cabana that included our own hot tub, mini swimming pool, and all glass shower with skylight. The cabanas looked like they were in groups of four together with privacy walls between each. On the beach side of the cabana, there were balconies that overlooked the beach and ocean. It looked like that was the only place there was even a chance to see your neighbors while staying in the cabana. The trip was booked over our wedding anniversary, so we planned a special day complete with a couples massage and sunset dinner. Sheri spent a lot time …
Sex Studio Secrets #15: Valentine-1
Valentine finds a lesbian Paradise for her 23rd birthday at Valentine's Day in my sex studio A friend of me celebrates her birthday at Valentine's Day, soon she shall be twenty-three Lesbian longing for big BOOBs and secretly submissive, I decide to fulfil her dirty dream Exactly at that time my friend Camila from Chile will visit Amsterdam with her mom and s*s Sexy surprise in my sex studio above my exclusive erotic shop for only lovely looking ladies Super BOOBs at all three very firm all natural! Six big breasts to suck such a sexy Paradise All three only know her from some photos I provided, from reading my many sexy short storiesNice shy slim blonde beauty sweet submissive slave, tasty tiny tits, teen-like trained body Decide together how you will take her together or in turns, I will retreat to operate cameras Right at that moment she rings twice at my door as I instructed her, two Lauras and Camila openAre you our Valentine's Day sexy surprise present from Professor Peter? We warmly welcome you! Laura Seniora takes her coat, asks in Spanish Laura Juniora to take care of it, walks her upstairs Experienced seductress she is, so she takes the lead in conquering our guest to their three's tasteSlowly walk up the stairs please dear, let me have a good look at your movements my maiden slave Behind my big bottom my dods will try to get a glimpse of you taking those steep steps to the studio I feel very excited with six sexy eyes fixed at my looks from below at the centre of …
The Stories of Laura, Part 5, Finally scratching an itch
It had been a few weeks since Ken and I last played and between his time away at home or traveling to clients outside my area. He'd continued to write stories regularly which continued to intrigue and arouse me. I was trying to hold out from playing with my new found desires with others and hoping that soon he would return to my hometown. The stories now had two main themes, one was making love or fucking me in various places, with various methods and under various conditions. The other was most slanted to my discovery of how much I wanted to be submissive and how I can and would submit to sensual encounters. Here is where I was really starting to get myself heated up. However, that tale will be told another day. Today, I was awaiting the arrival of my erotic story writer. Well, he's been a bit more than that, if you have read the previous 4 parts to this thread. But, even though I've read some wonderful stories and had some erotic experiences with him and my own hands, we still hadn't had conventional sex. I wanted to be under this man who so captivated my senses, to feel his hot, pulsing cock stretching my pussy lips and finally feel him cum inside me. It was one way to thank him and another way for me to release myself further into the eroticism that so captivated me these days. Then I received the fateful e-mail that would finally start the culmination of events leading to my desire. He would be in town in two weeks. Two fucking long weeks! And he asked that if I could …
Cala de Sirena – Joys Birth
Author's Note : This is part of my Cala de Sirena series. This story occurs between Cala de Sirena and Return to Cala de Sirena, for those who might question the time line, though I wrote it after the two mentioned. Thank you all for reading & returning to the cove. It was Don Taylor’s last day before he began his family leave, and it couldn’t end soon enough. It seemed that every time he turned around, his boss and good friend, Jason Blackwell, was giving him, ‘Just one more thing.’ He had the program installed into his office computer and the computer at home to allow him access to his work files should he need them, and had copied all of his important files onto several flash drives. In Don’s mind, the day seemed to just drag on, and his thoughts were on his lovely wife Angel, who was waiting at home, and very pregnant with their first child. When Don met her just over two years ago, he had no idea how she would forever change his life. His thoughts drifted back to the storm that brought her into his life, how it shook the tiny hut he was staying in that was supposed to be a second honeymoon for him and his now ex-wife Amy. Instead it was a chance for Don to refocus and re-purpose his life. After the storm, he went to clear the debris off the beach in hopes of a nice bonfire to cook some fresh fish over during his stay, only to find Angel’s naked, unconscious, injured body lying under the palm branches. The huge lump on her beautiful head that caused her to lose her …
Latex Catsuit Sex
Latex Catsuit Sex I am not very good at writing stories, but I would like to share some of my kinky passions with you all. I love to dress in kinky, provocative and feminine outfits; some for public wear and some only acceptable in the bedroom. I love heels or boots, pantyhose and stretch vinyl but, my favorite is latex. I have had a latex fetish my whole life! Even at the age when I was too young to have a sexual interest in another person, or even knew about sex, rubber gloves would make me hard just from thinking about them. My Mom had a pair of latex household gloves that were transparent, smooth and shiny inside and out and very supple and stretchy. I would sneak them into the bathroom and sometimes wear them to bed at night. My little dick would get hard and I would play with it. I didn't know what it was all about, just that it felt soooo good! I had my first orgasm at the age of about five wearing those gloves. I had no idea what had just happened and it was so powerful that it really gave me a scare. I vowed that I would never do anything like that again! I was probably at it again the next day! lol My all time favorite single item of clothing is a footed, gloved and hooded latex catsuit. I have many, with and without the attached hood, in different thicknesses and colors but, my favorite are thin and transparent or transparent colors. The thin latex can fit so tight and wrinkle free and yet not be tight feeling or binding. Also, they are just soooo stretchy and …
Super Sex with SM #2: Great Girl
MY TRUE SEX STORIES OF STUDENT LONG LASTING LOVE, LATE SEVENTIES First super sex I have as a student going steady with freshman slender sensual sexy Stella Maris. It takes me a few weeks before she lets me finally fondle and finger her slit secretly during a s1eep-over with many more students and freshmen. I don't break her hymen yet, but I do break the ice. Second instalment is fast forward a few months: we are a couple and often Stella Maris stays at me. Same style of super sex to start the day well, often followed by much more orgasms for the two of us. Third erotic episode I will tell in detail how she ceremoniously lost her maidenhood at me, finally. Stella Maris and I discover soon how to prepare properly for some super sex early in the morning. As most men I wake up with a full bladder hard-on and long to make love immediately with my love. Stella Maris needs to get in the mood and I find out how to get where and what I'd want with her. An old trick, traditionally practised by women to seduce a man: like of love goes by the stomach! Stella Maris is very fond of the way I make my slowly fried eggs, with all the necessary additives. First some bacon and slices of tomato, take time to get rid of the skins, add a few eggs and cheese. Close the lid over the pan, let it smother for a minute of two, mould fresh black pepper over it. Serve at some slices of bread, with a big mug of tea and get back to her in bed to have breakfast. Belly full, Stella Maris hugs me. I caress …
ProfNigma Stories #4: Falling Pieces #3
Victorious: Falling Pieces #3 "Oh fuck, that's nice!" Trina Vega was propped up on the bar inside the handicapped restroom, where her 'secret' boyfriend, Robbie, had his head firmly placed underneath her dress. His oral skills had certainly come a long way since they first started doing this, and after just a few minutes Trina could feel an orgasm building. She always tried to hold in all compliments, because she felt he'd work harder if he thought she wasn't pleased enough, but sometimes things would slip out. Robbie really wasn't crazy about doing this inside a school bathroom, but he was doing something he really enjoyed, so that more than made up for it. His tongue was circling her sex, while he kept his hands firmly on her thighs. He knew Trina was trying to hold back, despite knowing that he was making her feel really good. He was fine with that. Her hands gripped on his curly black hair tightly, pushing him into her core as much as she could, sending a signal that she was about to blow. Soon enough, a half purring/half squealing came pouring from her mouth as her body spasmed a bit before her juices came out in a gush, which Robbie hungrily lapped up. "Did I do good?" he asked, already knowing the answer, as he pulled his head from her dress. "Yes…" she said, her mouth fighting an ear-to-ear smile, as she bit her lip, basking in her afterglow. "You did… amazing." "Well, you're welcome. I actually stayed up researching it, and I actually found a really interesting …
Playtime Stories Ch 2
2. My cock is so hard as I write this. Occasionally, one hand strokes while the other types. Most guys love a good blowjob. Most guys are afraid to try a finger in the ass, but love it after they do. Most guys want a woman to be a total wanton slut or act like the nastiest whore of their wildest dreams. Most women aren’t loose enough to be that “hot” or that incredible of an experience. I picture myself as everything I wish I could find in a slutty bitch. You know, a total nympho who really will do anything and then ask for seconds. Before I tell you about what happened that particular time in the arcade I should tell you more about me. I am in good shape and live as a “normal” man. I might be a little “athletic” for a really beautiful and slender woman, but I make up for any issues with looks by using a kinky attitude. Since I don’t really think you care about my male looks I’ll describe myself as the whore who is Rebecca. I am just under six feet with heels. I have a perfectly curved ass that is very firm- a bi-product of bicycle riding and an active lifestyle. I am not super slim, but far from fat. I have naturally beautiful blue eyes. I have chosen to enjoy myself in red hair. I have been a blonde and a brunette, jet black, and a rather “frumpy” brown, but I have found that redheaded cross dressing whores, like me, are hotter looking. Most blondes are all for show and become as ditzy as real blondes. Most brunettes are either really hot or kinda chunky. The only …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 68: Tiger Sex
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-67”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… Life of Pi was all people could talk about a few years ago. Since it was based on a bestselling Canadian novel and had a tiger as one of the main protagonists, I should have been eager to watch it, right? Wrong! For some reason, I never actually felt like taking time out of my life to watch it. But when I found it for a measly $4.88 on Amazon and I needed another few bucks to be eligible for free shipping, I finally broke down and bought it. My roommate was one of the major reasons why I had not watched the movie. The last film she had convinced me to watch was Pulp Fiction. I have nothing against Quentin Tarantino, but I honestly lost some respect for …
Birching Miss Birch – Part Three of Three
An autocratic and abusive office manager, known by all who work under her as “The Mad Bitch,” is retrained during a weekend “Wilderness Bonding Experience” and turned into a submissive slave, lily. Slave lily is a natural-born pain-slut, so this story involves a lot of pain and humiliation. If that isn’t your preferred genre, you might want to skip this story. Also, all sex is F/f, so if you want M/F or M/f, this isn’t your story. In this final part, slave lily learns the importance of doing favors for others. Completing those favors, however, involves more than a little pain and humiliation. The story is in three parts. Each part stands more or less on its own, but makes more sense if you have read the previous parts. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 67: Phone Sex
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-66”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… Before I begin, I would like to mention that I know this fantasy sounds a little farfetched, but I swear that everything you are about to read is true, down to the unlucky streak I went through before deciding to write about my unfortunate events. I hope you enjoy. I love watching movies and TV series. It’s what I do to relax. Unfortunately, purchasing Dexter: The Complete Series was far from relaxing. I already owned the first three seasons, but when I saw the complete series for sale on Amazon, I could not resist. However, I already had quite a few movies and seasons waiting for me, so I put off watching Dexter until I had a little more time. By the time …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 74: The Yoga Teacher
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-73”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… I have never understood people’s fascination with yoga. Give me a choice between trying to bend by body in ways it was not meant to in a room filled with sweaty people or going for a relaxing run in the fresh air and I will pick the ladder each and every time. Then again, that could be because running always helps me relax and gives my usually busy mind a break. But this fantasy is not about running and if you think it is, I recommend going back to the start and reading the title again. Given what I just said, you are probably wondering how I could possibly have ended up attending a yoga class. The simple answer is: My friend convinced me to accompany …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 48: The Interspecies Threesome (Part 3)
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-47”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… I had just been snapped back to reality by my drunken friend. Yet there was already another powerful fantasy growing within me. Unfortunately, I had no idea who it would involve. My friend? Her dog? Perhaps both. Fortunately, the mystery of my impending fantasy only made things hotter. So hot, in fact, that I soon felt it grab hold of me. Moments later, I was dragged away from reality. But before the fantasy swallowed me up entirely, I saw my friend totally ignore me and instead head into the bathroom. “Time to get to work,” was my first thought once the last shreds of reality had faded. With my friend’s studly dog’s head still in my lap, I called out to …
Stories of Lizzy Chapter 2
Oh god, who on earth could it be? Lizzy thought to herself. What a bad timing to call upon. She sat up on her bed, listening again, making sure that there was an absolute need to attend to the door. There it went again, knock knock. Reluctantly, she stood up with her bikini bottom falling into a heap around her ankles, she bent over and curled them back upwards. It was rather uncomfortable, to put on that cold piece of cloth against her warm body, the water from the pool mixing up with her own juices that had trickled down her inner thigh, causing it to dry up. She was almost certain that she could smell herself, all that excitement mixed with tanning oil and the smell of her own juices permeated the room, now on her thigh, and between her legs. Walking to the bathroom in a hurried fashion, she threw her bathrobe over her shoulders and fastened it with the chord. The silkiness of the champagne gold robe against her skin; the tickle of smoothness against the sexual tension under her skin seemed to aroused her even more. "How I wish if i could…Never mind" she thought to herself. Dragging her feet with impatience and reluctance, she walked up to the door and turned the knob. "Oh hi Miss, you left your book at the tanning deck and I just wanted to return it to you. Arabian Nights, a good read". He said There he was, standing in the doorway, a man of mid 20's, with a tanned body, toned arms and a good height. That cute smirky grin he gave seeing her in that …
Sex is part of life.
My name is Switry. I am a Hindu married woman with 3 c***dren, all school-going boys. My husband, Paran, is a mechanic and employed in a factory. We live in our own house in an industrial area of a newly developing city. As it happens my next day neighbour woman Geeta made me her friend. She had a girl of 8 yeras and a boy of 4 years. Her husband runs a provision store and they are quite well of. Bye and bye Geeta turned to talking about sex. She was most beautiful and I greatly admired her to be her friend. She used to engage me in chatting and telling sex stories. That started making me turned on and making me wet in my pussy. Geeta was a sexy woman. She cherished sex and found ways to satisfy herself one way or the other. She had made me a lesbian but I started longing for a good cock to cool the burning sex hunger in my genitals. There was tailor, a young boy working in a nearby shop to where we lived.I asked Geeta if she could seduce the boy for both of us. Geeta liked the idea and had a friendly chat with him. She had some covers to be stitched for her furniture and engaged him to do the work in his part time. She would offer him to have his meals with us and also evening tea with good snacks. His name is Bhajan and he became our friend. One day Geeta engaged him to tell about his dreams and if any girl had ever taken interest in him or if he liked a girl. Bhajan took a deep sigh and said: "I am a poor boy and have yet to stand on my feet." He had never even …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 65: Celebrity Sex
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-64”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… Not many people know this, but most movies are not shot in Hollywood. Some are filmed in different locations across the United States, but many are shot right here in Canada. The cost is usually cheaper and Canadians are hardworking (at least some of us are, lol). While Hollywood North usually refers to Toronto and Vancouver, quite a few blockbusters were filmed in Montreal. Here are a few you may have heard of: X-Men: Days of Future Past, 300 and Journey to the Center of the Earth. Because of this, it is possible to come across a famous celebrity while simply strolling the streets of Montreal. I had heard of this happening, but no matter how much I …
Babysitter Gives My Sister and Me A Sex Education
I have a fraternal twin sister, Shelly. As her twin brother we are naturally pretty close. Close age sibling relationships could go either way as always fighting and distant or close friends which is what we were. She’s mild tempered, very nice, not too shy, and above all very curious. She was curious in the way she’d bravely try just about anything without much hesitation. This story takes place when we were young, before puberty. We weren’t totally naive to sex but neither of us had really been exposed to it yet. A few times we did let each other briefly examine each other naked but there is nothing terribly exciting to tell about that. Next door to us was a large filipino family of about 9 children if I accurately recall. One of the oldest was a guy named Raul and he was about 18 or 19 years old. He was a big guy, tall, muscular build, and I remember he seemed so old, adult, and tall to me. He was great with his younger siblings and subsequently really good with us. He was a super cool older guy to me and I looked up to him. Sometimes when we were walking home from school he’d stop and give us a lift home in his car if he was passing by. In the back seat of his car he always had a pile of porn magazines and we would flip through the pictures checking out the naked women, men, and in some cases a graphic sexual act. Raul was a horny sexually liberal teenager and he didn’t hide it. He also told stories about his girlfriends which I always listened to with bated interest. My …
Sex Without my Husband
Sex Without My Husband Hello, my name is Nicki, married with three c***dren. My husband always tells me I'm a knockout. I have some of the not-so-great leftovers from having my babies but I try to keep in fairly good shape. I have shoulder-length brown hair, dark brown eyes, and a great pair of boobs and smile. My husband is always telling me I am a beautiful "self made" woman that any man would be proud to call his wife. It is funny the effect one person can have on another. Take my story for instance. I have been married to my husband for about a year or so, and during our time together, my husband has been having this fantasy of watching me having sex with another man. Over the time we were dating and during our marriage I did, however, tell him some stories of me with other men while we had sex. I thought he was jealous of the guy I was still fucking while he was still on active duty and away. He said he was not but wished he was that guy with me and knew that I wanted Chuck with me rather than the man I used for sexual needs. I could not believe how much it would turn him on. The more I complimented these men on their size and what they did with me, the more interested he became. It was not his interest in the size of other men but the effects they had on me at the time and his comments gradually began to influence my thinking and curiosity. One evening while we were making love Chuck started sharing one of his erotic sex stories. He mentioned a friend of his from …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 42: Incest (Part 2)
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-41”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… When I woke up, I experienced a moment of confusion. Had everything that had happened between my cousin and I been true? It was. At least, the sleeping in the same bed part. The incestuous sex part had been nothing more than a fantasy. Still, the sight of my beautiful cousin asleep at my side brought arousal back to my body. After spending a few seconds watching her sleep, I realized just how creepy it was and decided to get up. A few minutes later, I was heading down the stairs. It was still early, so no one else was awake. Or so I thought until I decided to step out onto the balcony for a little fresh air. “Oh my god!” I gasped when I noticed someone …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 56: Pounded at the Pound (Part 3)
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-55”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… “What do you think?” asked the pound worker as she nodded to the German Shepherd that lay before me. He was sprawled on his back, with his belly exposed. I had been rubbing it for the past few minutes, but I was now standing before him. “He’s great,” I said. And it was true, he truly was a great dog, but I was starting to feel bad about lying to the poor woman. Not only was I wasting her time, but I was doing so on the one day the secretary had called in sick. Still, I was not ready to leave quite yet. “But,” I continued, “I feel bad about separating them. Do you think I could see the father too?” The woman seemed surprised by the implications of such a …
Sex With My Sister (Book 1 Chapter 6)
Author’s Note: Originally Posted to AdultFanfiction.net, then posted to Hentai-foundry.com, now it’s made its way here. By popular request… SWMS the Series! Read and Review! Okay, so down to the nitty gritty of the note, my disclaimer. This is a work of pure fiction. The persons are fictitious, the situations are nothing more than fap material. In all this is fake. THIS IS NOT REAL. This is Fiction. I DO NOT HAVE A LITTLE SISTER NAMED HEATHER. MY MOTHER WAS NOT NATALIE. HELL, GIVEN MY UPBRINGING, I WOULD’VE KILLED TO HAVE THIS FAMILY. That being said, this work was originally written back in 2007 – 2010, in fact, it was in adult fan fiction with over 100 reviews telling my roommate who was in to cub porn to go fuck himself when he said incest was nasty. No, I’m not kidding. That’s how popular we got… When AFF told me I’d have to add disclaimers that made me a b it uneasy to my stories, I pulled everything until I found Hentai Foundry. Recently Their TOS had everyone pull any story or picture that may contain anyone that even looked under 18. Hence why my stories are here now. Okay, so let’s quickly cover why I’m going so slowly. I’m pulling this from a PDF format backup, meaning I have to properly format it for this website. Book 1 Chapter 6 Mom made sure that not only Heather got on birth control, but she had Jessi’s mom get Jessi on it too. For the next two weeks I had sex with Heather on a regular basis. But one night, after a particular sexy dream I woke up with a full …